We go out for our green lap and I donât feel a stranger in my car. I havenât sat in it since the last race but now my whole focus in on the track. Learn it, learn it quick Karim! Forget the qualifications, imagine you are in a test day. Donât push but feel the car. Today is another huge grid. With 33 competitors eager to finish the season on a high.
My objective: survival…and not be last!
Within the first laps, my engine starts smoking…badly. There is a red flag and we gather in the pits. My mechanic has a look under the bonnet and calls the Marshallâs to help push the car aside. I risk catching fire, there is oil all over the burning hot engine…The qualifications are over for me. No track time for me once again.
Kevin, my mechanic, tells me that he has not opened the oil cap and I believe him; he is not the type of guy to brush his responsibilities under the carpet. Has someone tampered with my car or is a curse following me; whatever it is they will not be able to get rid of me that easily!
Still, Iâm annoyed. I get to my truck and go online to check whether I will race later on. I need a minimum of 3 full laps to qualify.